Ciara Beth : Writing

Lovely Lonely Nights

Lovely Lonely Nights

A Poem by Ciara Beth


My headlights cuts swaths of light The sky is cotton stitched with silver thread Cold raises goosebumps on my arms And warm breath tries to chase ..
Why Can't I Be Like Everybody Else?

Why Can't I Be Like Everybody Else?

A Poem by Ciara Beth


Why can't I be like everybody else?Because I'm not mediocre. Be cause I won't settle for the mundane.With forever to liveAnd forever to learnI can't t..
The One Who Watched

The One Who Watched

A Poem by Ciara Beth


Today,I helped my best friend get ready for her first date.She was beaming ear to ear as I walked her out the door.Two months ago,I watched two soulma..
The Beginning of the End

The Beginning of the End

A Story by Ciara Beth


Based on real events. If I write it down, maybe it'll help me shut the door.
For Owen

For Owen

A Poem by Ciara Beth


I'm been meaning to do this old friend, sorry I took so long.
To Be Warm

To Be Warm

A Poem by Ciara Beth


What I'd doto be warm.I'm electric, but it's coldthe pulse is only skin-deep.You see me during the daybut never at night.You've never seen when I shiv..
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A Poem by Ciara Beth


A rather bitter take on the recent trend of immature plebeian infatuation.
Black lines on Dead Trees

Black lines on Dead Trees

A Poem by Ciara Beth


A poem about the love of my life.